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Cxldplaylist ##2

https://soundcloud.com/dionysusdubz/everytime-we-touch-dionysus-sickkunt-bootleg click here for the og and the creator of this song  - DIONYSUS 
just my touch to his song with Goku :D

Every time We Touch Bootleg hardstyle - Goku

I Should Have Walked Away HARDSTYLE

ZEDD - CLARITY (ZYZZ) (HARDSTYLE) (MIRIN) (AESTHETICS)

FUARKKKKKKKKKKK BRAH
(just updated the mix, made the bass louder)

DAVID GUETTA - PLAY HARD (EDENSHEPS REMIX) (HARDSTYLE) (FUARK)

all my plants r dying + kojo (pressure)

is it like the hand of god?


(PROD. SKOTSKR)

THOUGHT HE WUZ (PROD. SKOTSKR)

LYRICS:

GONDA:
IF YOU WANT, BITCH, YOU CAN GET IT
PROMISE THAT I KEEP EVERYTHING ‘ROUND ME COPACETIC
THESE RAPPERS COPYIN’ THE WAY WE DO IT, SO PATHETIC
THE ONLY THING I LEAVE YOU NEEDIN’ IS A PARAMEDIC

I POP OUT ON THE OPPS WITH THE CHOPPA, BROAD DAY
AND SEND ‘EM UP TO GOD FOR NO REASON BUT HE SAY
THE ONLY THING YOU GAIN IS SOME WEIGHT UP ON YO WAIST
I CANNOT WAIT, SECONDS TICKIN’ BY IS SUCH A WASTE
BITCH I’M OUTSIDE, SKIPPIN’ OUT THE FRONT DOOR, DIPPIN’ OUT THE BACK
WHEN I’M FINISHED BLOWIN’ OUT HER BACK LIKE A CHIROPRACTOR
I MAKE IT CRACK WHEN SHE CALLS ME
NIGGAS TALKIN’ SHIT, BUT STILL LIVIN’ WITH THEY MOMMY
OLD ENGLISH, I GOT THAT 40 OZ UPON ME
I GIVE ALL MY PRAISE TO THE EYE WHERE MY PALM ME
I NEVER PANIC, IF IT’S STATIC, ADDRESS IT CALMLY
BITCH, I’M FROM A CITY WHERE NIGGAS TURN INTO ZOMBIES
TAKE YOU TO THE TENDERLOIN, NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD
WHERE THEY FLIPPIN’ CELLPHONES, JUNKIE HOES GIVIN’ HEAD TO TRICKS
HOPPIN’ OFF THE PORCH LIKE A RABBIT, NOT TALKIN’ TRIX
SERIAL NUMBER UP ON THE GUN IS SCRATCH AND SNIFF
I TOLD MY HOMIE TAKE THE STICKER OFF THE BACK OF YOUR WHIP
YOU SHOULDA CUT IT UP, BITCH
TOUCH A BRICK LIKE I DO CONSTRUCTION, THE GLOCK MAKE ‘EM DROP IT TO THE FLOOR
LET ME SHOW YOU HOW IT FUNCTION

EVERYBODY WANNA BE RICH, EVERYBODY WANT FAME
EVERYBODY TRYIN’ TO ESCAPE THEY PAIN
LOOKIN’ UP AT GOD WHILE YOU BURN IN FLAMES
WHO DO YOU HAVE BUT YOURSELF TO BLAME?
BLACK, WHITE, BROWN, HOE WE ALL THE SAME
IF I WERE TO PASS, WOULD YOU SAY MY NAME?
IF I WERE TO DIE, WOULD YOU CARRY THE TORCH?
STAND UP MUTHAFUCKA, HOP OFF THE PORCH


MONGO:
HOPPIN’ OFF THE PORCH WHILE YOU ON THE BLOCK TRICKIN’
DOIN’ DIRT LIKE I’M DIGGIN’, ALWAYS GETTIN’ TO MY CHICKEN
MONGO WENT FROM 9 TO 5s BIPPIN’ ALL MY VICTIMS
TO A SKYRISE, I CAN SEE THE CITY WHERE I’M LIVIN’
I HAD TO DO THIS SHIT WITH GONDA
PUFFIN’ ON MY COMMAS, RIDIN’ ROUND IN THAT HONDA
STRONG MARIJUANA, THE ONLY THING THAT I’M FOND OF
I LIKE SOME BITCHES BLONDE, I LIKE SOME THAT LOOK LIKE OBAMA
STEPPIN’ IN THE PLAGUE, I AIN’T ROCKIN’ NO DAMN PRADA
PULL UP LOOKIN’ PROPER, I GET DOLLARS OFF MY PRODUCT
AND IF YOU WANT IT, YOU CAN GET IT MY DAWG
IF YOU CAN NAME IT, I PROMISE THAT I’M WITH IT MY DAWG
MIGHT GO BACK TO MY OLD WAYS AND HIT A LICK WITH MY DAWG
TALKIN’ SMACK, I PULL UP WIT A STICK WITH MY DAWG
THAT’S MY DAWG, THAT’S MY DAWG
I GET TO LICKIN’ MY PAWS, YOU APPALLED
IN YA BROAD, THAT’S WHERE I’M STICKIN’ MY BALLS
WE AIN’T THE SAME MUTHAFUCKA, YOU AIN’T WIT IT AT ALL
AND I CAN PUT YOU SIX FEET UNDER WITH NO FEELINGS INVOLVED
CUZ EVERYBODY WANNA FUCK WITH THE HAND
UNTIL THAT STICK GO BLICK, BLING, BLAOW AND YA MANS IN THE SAND
IT LOOK LIKE AFGHANISTAN WITH THE MAC IN MY HANDS
I PUT YA GANG IN A PAN, UNDERSTAND?

GONDA:
EVERYBODY WANNA BE RICH, EVERYBODY WANT FAME
EVERYBODY TRYIN’ TO ESCAPE THEY PAIN
LOOKIN’ UP AT GOD WHILE YOU BURN IN FLAMES
WHO DO YOU HAVE BUT YOURSELF TO BLAME?
BLACK, WHITE, BROWN, HOE WE ALL THE SAME
IF I WERE TO PASS, WOULD YOU SAY MY NAME?
IF I WERE TO DIE, WOULD YOU CARRY THE TORCH?
STAND UP MUTHAFUCKA, HOP OFF THE PORCH

IF YOU WANT, BITCH, YOU CAN GET IT
PROMISE THAT I KEEP EVERYTHING ‘ROUND ME COPACETIC
THESE RAPPERS COPYIN’ THE WAY WE DO IT, SO PATHETIC
THE ONLY THING I LEAVE YOU NEEDIN’ IS A PARAMEDIC
(x2)

HOP OFF THE PORCH (PROD. FONY WALLACE + JOSHBAE)

LYRICS:

MONGO:
G TO THE O TO THE D, START A RIOT IN THIS BITCH
WE KICKIN’ DOORS AND KNOCKIN’ KNEES, HOE
PULL UP WITH THE MUTHAFUCKIN MAC INSIDE THE STRAP OF MY WAISTBAND
SHOW ME WHERE THE FUCK YO BANGER AT

HOW YOU AIN’T GOT NO GUN?
HOW YOU AIN’T GOT NO GUN, LIL HOE?
(x4)

OH MY GOD, SWEAR I HATE YOU MUTHAFUCKAS
MEDICATE YOU MUTHAFUCKAS WITH THE DRAC
BULLETS STUBBORN, LEAVE ‘EM CAKED UP IN YA MUTHAFUCKIN FACE
EVERYTHING THAT’S LEFT INSIDE YA BRAIN IS ‘BOUT TO GET ERASED
PULL IT, CLICK BACK, BOOM!
WELCOME TO YA DOOM, HOE!
GOD, GODHAND GON’ DIG A TOMB, HOE!
FUCKIN’ WITH THE G-O-D, GON’ TEAR YA ASS A NEW HOLE!
HOW THE FUCK YOU AIN’T GOT NO MUTHAFUCKIN’ TOOL, HOE?!

HOW YOU AIN’T GOT NO GUN?
HOW YOU AIN’T GOT NO GUN, LIL HOE?
(x4)

GONDA:
H TO THE A TO THE N TO THE FUCKIN’ D
IN YO BITCH, FUCK HER GUTS UP, SHE WANTED ME HOE!
I PRAY TO GOD I DON’T SEE YOU IN THE STREET
I COULD PUT A MUTHAFUCKA UP ABOVE LIKE A FREE THROW!
I SPIT LIKE CHEWIN’ UP TOBACCO IN MY CHEEK, IT LOOK LIKE MUD
CHOPPA REEK OF BLOOD, TWEAKIN’ SEEK THE PLUG
BUY SOME DRUGS, PEOPLE EVIL, I CAN SEE IT IN THEY MIND
PUSH YO NOSE IN, YOU LOOKIN’ LIKE A PUG
BLACK AND BLUE, HOE
BLACK AND BLUE, HOE
I TURN HIM BLACK AND BLUE, HE DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO, HOE
G-O-D-H-A-N-D THE FUCKIN’ CREW, HOE
KILL A THOUSAND YEAR OLD DEMON WITH A NEW POLE
KILL THE DEVIL HIMSELF, I WON’T HURT NOBODY ELSE 
IF YOU BRING HIM TO ME I WANT HIM TO BLEED
I WANT HIM TO KNOW THE PAIN, BURN IN THIS ETERNAL FLAME
PULL UP WITH THAT LEAVE A STAIN AND MAKE HIM SEE
THIS FOR G-O-D

MONGO:
HOW YOU AIN’T GOT NO GUN?
HOW YOU AIN’T GOT NO GUN, LIL HOE?
(x8)

HOW YOU AIN'T GOT NO GUN? (PROD. NXTTY)

LYRICS:

GONDA:
EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE

HOW COULD YOU LOVE ME IF I DON’T LOVE MYSELF?
THE GOVERNMENT DOESN’T CARE ABOUT MY HEALTH
OLD STORIES ‘BOUT A COUNTRY WITHOUT WEALTH
WHY I KEEP A WEAPON TUCKED UNDER MY BELT
NO ONE EVER GAVE A FUCK ABOUT HOW WE FELT
I’MMA WALK UNTIL MY KNEES AND MY FEET SWELL
YOU CANNOT BE ILLEGAL ON STOLEN LAND
GOD IS THE CLICK, CLACK, POW IN MY HAND
INSTITUTIONS FAIL US, NO ONE TO BAIL US OUT THIS TIME
THE ICE TRUCK AIN’T BRINGIN’ SWEET TREATS, TAKIN’ PAPA AWAY
NOW A CHILD GROWS UP WITHOUT A FATHER
SELF IMMOLATION, MAKE YOURSELF A MARTYR
SHOUTOUT REAGAN, BUSH, NIXON, AND JIMMY CARTER
MADE US INTO SLAVES TO PAVE A WAY FOR SATAN
THEY WANT CONFORMITY, OBEY, ASSIMILATION
IS IT THE LEGACY OF OUR NATION?
ARE PEOPLE TOO WEAK, DISTRACTED AND IMPATIENT?
CONSUMED BY THE MONEY, SUBSTANCE, AND ATTENTION
POLLUTIN’ THE EARTH, UNCONCERNED WITH ASCENSION
WORK A 9 TO 5 SO YOU GOT NO TIME FOR REBELLION
THEY KNOW EXACTLY WHAT’S IN YO BRAIN
WHEN YOU GOT NOTHIN’ LEFT TO LOSE AND YOU OUT OF VAPE JUICE
AND IT’S TOO LATE, WILL YOU MAKE A CHANGE? AYE…

EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE

MONGO:
I WAS JUST A KID BATTLIN’ FOR CRUMBS
ON THAT SCHOOLYARD, AIN’T NO 2 OR 10, I WAS A 1
TEACHER TELLIN’ ME LIES OF HOW IT CAME TO BE
KEPT ME OSTRACIZED, COVERED MY EYES, CAN’T SEE THE SUN
I’MMA BE 25 IN A COUPLE MONTHS
REALITY I THOUGHT INSPIRIN’, CRUMBLIN’ TO DUST
POWER DONS IN DISGUISE HARASS MY MOTHER’S SON
FOR THE COLOR OF HIS SKIN, WHY YOU THINK I KEEP A GUN?
LET’S GO OUTSIDE
IF ANY OF OUR HEROES STILL ALIVE
I PRAY I SURVIVE THIS APOCALYPSE OF THE MIND
TRYNA STRIP ME OF MY PRIDE, GRIPPIN’ UP ON MY 9
WALKIN’ IN SILENCE
KEEP YO HEAD DOWN AND PUT YO HANDS UP
STAY IN THAT CIRCLE, YOU’LL BE AIGHT
(YESSIR)
NO HARM, LET ME DISARM YA ARMOR
YOU JUST GOTTA STEP INTO THE RED AND BLUE LIGHT
(YESSIR)

GONDA & MONGO:
EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE
(LET’S GO OUTSIDE)
EVER SINCE I WAS A YOUNG BOY, I WANTED TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE
HARMONY IN THE DISSONANCE
PEOPLE LIVE IN SHADOW EVERY, SOMETIMES I WONDER, ARE YOU REALLY LISTENIN’?
(LET’S GO OUTSIDE)
CAN YOU HEAR THE PAIN IN MY VOICE? THE CHILD OF AN IMMIGRANT
HALF WHITE, OTHER SIDE IS INDIGENOUS
BOTH SIDES COLONIZED, OUT OF PLACE
HAVE ISSUES BEIN’ INTIMATE

HOW COULD YOU LOVE ME?

INDIGENOUS IMMIGRANT (PROD. JAMES GORCZYCA)

I done ran me up a check, everybody wanna look up
Now they looking at my neck, yeah, its filling up with baguettes
They dreaming ‘bout Pateks, and all my racks on the floor
So what’s up lil bro, what’s up lil buddy
Let me show how to get like this, hunnid racks gettin’ spent on Tris
Doing lines straight off her tits, how the fuck can I not get lit
This my way to not feel like shit, only way to keep up with this lifestyle, yeah, yeah, yeah

Everyday plottin’, thinkin’ of licks, one day I woke up and shot up some shit
I was just fiening, I was a kid, in love with the codeine but it made me sick (blargh)
I’m out in LA just looking for drip, driving through Rodeo gun by my hip
Belt to ass if you running up, had to ask ‘cuz I’m pullin’ up
Oh yeah he scared, adrenaline rush
That fear in his body makin’ ‘em hush 
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhh, yeah, shhh
Yeah, shhhhh—
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah—
(Yes bitch I’m a psycho, bitch treat me like an idol)
(When I speak you follow, my demons are in Gotham, running from sorrows)
(So baby just don’t let go, ‘cuz I’m tryna’ see how low I can go—)

I done ran me up a check, everybody wanna look up
Now they looking at my neck, yeah, its filling up with baguettes
They dreaming ‘bout Pateks, and all my racks on the floor
So what’s up lil bro, what’s up lil buddy
Let me show how to get like this, hunnid racks gettin’ spent on Tris
Doing lines straight off her tits, how the fuck can I not get lit
This my way to not feel like shit, only way to keep up with this lifestyle

try2remember (prod. r3versme x quazar)

r a h (@wehaterah)